"Senior Brother Yue, the little brother is here to eat again, Senior Brother Yue won't be unwelcome, right?"

The refreshing laughter came from afar, and Yue Buqun also laughed, listening to the sound and distinguishing people,

"Senior Brother Shen came just in time, someone just gave me six jars of Taiyuan Centennial Cellar, let's have a few drinks at noon!"

The person who came was Shen Yourong, although he had also practiced some martial arts, but obviously his internal strength was not deep, at this time he was already wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, quite bloated, but he did not have the elegant demeanor of autumn, not like Yue Buqun and Feng Buping, the two of them were generally successful, and they did not avoid cold and summer, and they were still wearing a "Huashan standard robe", which was more elegant in the hazy weather of heavy snow!

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!" Shen Yourong clenched his fists slightly, and a trace of reluctance flashed on his face, "It's a pity, the little brother has to set off back to Xuancheng tomorrow, and I won't see the two brothers for at least three months!"

"Brother Shen will leave tomorrow?" Feng Buping's tone was heavy, obviously quite depressed, after all, there are not many people in Huashan now, and it is hard to have a friend who can speak, since several people have known each other in the past few months, the friendship has become deeper and deeper, and they are already brothers, although it is only a temporary farewell, but it is also very reluctant.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Yue Buqun couldn't help laughing,

"It's not life and death, you two are still going to stage a big drama of sending each other off for thousands of miles, tearing tears and saying goodbye? At noon, this meal should be regarded as a feast for Senior Brother Shen, you can just drink a few more cups later!"

"What Senior Brother Yue said is, wait a minute, you don't want to get drunk and not return!" Shen Yourong didn't want to part with sadness, so he pretended to be refreshing.

"I want to drink a few more glasses!" Feng Buping agreed in a deep voice, and his feelings were sincere.

"It's just?" Yue Buqun looked Shen Yourong's padded jacket up and down, his eyes swirled on the clothes of the three of them, and then laughed, "Brother Shen's body doesn't look like a person who is practicing martial arts, this road is snowy, the mountains are high and the road is far away, doesn't Brother Shen have to hug the horse to keep warm at night? How can Shi Xianzun's daughter be embarrassed? haha!"

"Let Senior Brother Yue laugh!" Shen Yourong smiled wryly, "The younger brother is not like the two brothers who are pregnant with high-quality qigong, and can not invade the cold and heat!

Shaking his head again and again, Shen Yourong was obviously amused by his thoughts at that time, "Until I saw the two elder brothers, the younger brother Fang knew that the martial arts were broad and profound, mysterious and mysterious, and it was definitely not comparable to my own superficial martial arts on the battlefield!"

"Brother Shen is wrong!" Feng Buping was a more sincere person, and couldn't help but correct, "The battlefield martial arts can't be said to be superficial, as far as I know, my Huashan swordsmanship, Songshan swordsmanship, Hengshan swordsmanship, and even the Demon Sect martial arts, some of them are from the battlefield fighting techniques, these martial arts are very powerful, Brother Shen should not have good internal skills, only external skills, I'm afraid they can't give full play to the full power of this battlefield martial arts!"

"Brother Feng's words are reasonable," Shen Yourong realized something in his eyes, and bowed his head slightly, "The younger brother always feels that he lacks strength, and he can't make the family martial arts on the battlefield hearty, and he can't exert that invincible momentum!"

"Hehe, what's so difficult about this?" Yue Buqun smiled lightly and waved his hand quite imposingly, "Wait a minute, let Senior Brother Feng bring you a copy of the internal skills of "Wind and Thunder Strength", and then pass on your three tricks of mixed yuan palm technique, with your martial arts foundation, you will definitely be able to achieve something soon!"

"This..." Feng Buping hesitated slightly, ""Wind and Thunder Strength" is nothing, but the mixed yuan palm is the core of my Huashan faction, I'm afraid..."

"Don't dare to accept my brother's generous gift..." Shen Yourong also hurriedly refused, although he didn't know what kind of martial arts the mixed yuan palm was, but seeing Feng Buping's embarrassed look, he also knew that this palm technique was not trivial in Huashan, and it was not easy to bear.

"It's okay, it's just three moves, it's used to assist you in cultivating wind and thunder energy, you can get twice the result with half the effort!" Yue Buqun said with a roll of his eyes, and his tone couldn't help but change, "Besides, you can worship my Huashan faction!"

"This..." Shen Yourong looked suspicious and hesitated, "Worship Huashan? Who will be the master? It won't be the two of you, right?"

"Ahem!" Yue Buqun raised his eyebrows, his face was strange, Feng Buping seemed to understand something, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, smiled without saying a word, Yue Buqun had to continue, " In this way, I Huashan now has the only elder Uncle Feng, martial arts are world-famous, but his old man has a withdrawn temperament and his whereabouts are uncertain, as the head of Huashan, I really can't bear that Uncle Feng has no inheritance disciples, and a few months ago I accepted Tongguan Gao Counselor General as an anonymous disciple on his behalf, if Brother Shen doesn't mind, you might as well worship his old man as a teacher, be a registered disciple, and you can learn Huashan's true martial arts!"

"Is this okay?" Shen Yourong was a little surprised, "Why doesn't it sound very reliable?"

"Why can't it!" Yue Buqun was serious, "I don't believe you ask Senior Brother Feng!"

"Huashan affairs have always been decided by the master!" Feng Buping is not good at fabricating nonsense, and he does not dare to make decisions for the elders of Uncle Feng, so he has to abide by the principles.

"I'm the head of the house, and it's also good intentions for the sake of Uncle Feng, so it's decided!" Yue Buqun couldn't help but make a conclusion.

"But none of the predecessors are here, I don't think I can apprentice?" Shen Yourong knew that Yue Buqun and the others had good intentions, but the true martial arts of the sect were not trivial, how could they accept it lightly, and still refuse politely.

"Mmmmmm

"In this way, Senior Brother Yue is not going to use this method to deceive people everywhere, right?" Shen Yourong looked suspicious.

Yue Buqun's face couldn't help but stiffen, and then he didn't care, "How can it be called a deception? This is to see that you have a relationship with my Huashan, and I want you to enter my Huashan Dao Gate and participate in the creation of the same thing!"

Well, that's it, in the future, there will be more ways to transform those lost lambs on the rivers and lakes, Yue Buqun is secretly proud of his own method in his heart, but he has a solemn look on his face, and he can see that Shen Yourong and Feng Buping are secretly speechless, is this shameless?

"Well, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's go and do the apprenticeship ceremony!"

In the end, Shen Yourong still failed to escape from Yue Buqun's clutches, and became a registered disciple of Huashan, not to mention, Yue Buqun was still not satisfied, and also introduced Mrs. Qiu, the Ye brothers, and Wu Quanli, who had previously belonged to Huashan, into Feng Qingyang's sect, and became a registered disciple of Feng Qingyang.

In the midst of the snowflakes, Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived, and all the people of Huashan gather at the ancestral hall.

Thinking that he had come to this world, it had been almost a year, and this was also the first New Year he had spent in this world, Yue Buqun suddenly thought of his relatives in the future, but his face was already blurred, as if he hadn't seen him for many years, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion!

At the beginning of the ancestor worship, Yue Buqun was currently in the center, Feng Buping, Ning Zhongze, and Cheng Buxian followed by side by side, and finally Yu Ming, Mrs. Qiu, Ye brothers, and Wu Quanli were five people, and everyone held incense and bowed together, the green smoke was misty, and the expression was solemn!

As his martial arts skills grew higher and his confidence grew, Yue Buqun's mentality had also changed a lot, and he simply asked Yu Mingming, who had been setting up an intelligence agency outside, to return to Huashan two months ago! Even though Feng Buping knew that Yue Buqun was hiding, he couldn't help but be a little surprised by the unknown things, so he became more and more in awe of Yue Buqun. Yue Buqun didn't care, and after discussing with Feng Buping, he asked Wu Quanli to follow Yu Ming as a deputy to participate in the formation of the intelligence organization and collect orphaned children.

After the ancestor worship was completed, Yue Buqun led everyone back to the Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall to hold a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet. At the beginning, everyone was still restrained, the atmosphere was not high, and after a few glasses of warm wine, everyone gradually let go of their hearts, Yu Ming, Cheng Buxi, Wu Quanli and the Ye family brothers had already put together the wine, and the night banquet gradually became lively, Ning Zhong and Mrs. Qiu were women after all, and they didn't like to drink, so they left the table and went back to the room after a while.

Yue Buqun knew that his presence would make them feel restrained, and after glancing at Feng Buping, the two of them quit the table together, leaving a few people to guess and brag lively, still not enjoyable, and messily carrying the wine jar and setting off fireworks in the open space outside the hall.

Leaving the lively sword qi rushing to the sky, Yue Buqun strolled quietly in the night, feeling quite emotional in his heart about the power of his unconsciously stronger and stronger leader.

It's cold in the heights!

He is only the head of more than a dozen people, and he already feels a little out of place with everyone, no wonder the emperor will call him a lonely widow!

Suddenly, Yue Buqun found a figure leaning next to the hundred-year-old pine in front of him, with a plump figure, his identity was unknown without asking, and he couldn't help but joke,

"Madame, good Yaxing, is there a special flavor to watching the snow in the middle of the night?"

"Uh..." Mrs. Qiu woke up like a dream, and when she saw that it was Yue Buqun, she couldn't help but be surprised, "Let the head see and smile!"

Yue Buqun suddenly remembered that Old Man Qiu had died of illness two months ago, and Mrs. Qiu was now unaccompanied, Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve must be thinking about her deceased relatives, and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

"Madame is thinking of many relatives, alas," Yue Buqun suddenly stopped, but found that he didn't seem to be very comforting, and he really couldn't say anything good, "It's better to mourn and change, people always have to look forward..."

"Snort!" Mrs. Qiu burst into tears and laughed, "I'm afraid the head of the family is rarely relieved!"

"Haha!" Yue Buqun couldn't help but be embarrassed, "It's not very comforting to people, after all, in my opinion, everyone is a person who practices martial arts, and they are used to life and death fighting, and their minds should be much stronger than ordinary people, and they don't need to be comforted, they are sad and sad, and their hearts are bright to be happy!"

"However, even if she practices martial arts, the concubine is still a woman in the end, and she is inevitably sentimental, and she is not as ambitious as you men in charge, alas..." Mrs. Qiu said as if she felt cold, covering her shoulders with her hands, silent.

Is he ambitious? Yue Buqun asked himself, although he had a little expectation for power, but he was not as persistent as Zuo Lengchan, Ren Xing and others, and he was the head of Huashan for a year, more because of his anxiety about the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, and he tried to protect himself.

So, what do you really want?

The thoughts flowed, and Yue Buqun gradually realized that the things that attracted him more in this world than his original world were not the power of the clouds, nor the martial arts rivers and lakes full of pride and excitement, but many supernatural and unfathomable peerless martial arts, this kind of otherworldly magical ability is enough to make any ordinary young man in later generations crazy and crazy!

I really want to see how far I can go!

In the darkness, Yue Buqun's eyes became deeper and more unfathomable, and there seemed to be an invisible blade in his heart gradually condensing.

Suddenly, a soft body leaned over, and the fragrant wind slowly leaned on his shoulder, Yue Buqun's heart was shocked, and all kinds of thoughts suddenly receded, but he also let the beautiful woman beside him rely on it temporarily, after all, she just wanted a spiritual harbor!

Halfway, Mrs. Qiu sighed softly and left Yue Buqun's shoulder, "Concubine, thank you for your compassion..."

The soft touch was no longer there, Yue Buqun was a little reluctant, and then laughed, "No need, this is also a rare blessing!"

With a smile, Mrs. Qiu didn't care, "The concubine has long been old, and she is still a good person!"

"Hehe," the atmosphere was a little ambiguous, Yue Buqun couldn't help but turn around and leave, leaving a sentence, "The old man only said it, why should Mrs. feel sorry for herself!"

Walking casually, unknowingly returned to the True Spirit Courtyard where the head of the house lived, but Yue Buqun remembered that the little junior sister had returned to the room very early, and kept a night on Chinese New Year's Eve, and he didn't know what she was doing, so he walked towards the only room in the courtyard with lights on, and pushed the door straight in.

"Senior brother is here!" Ning Zhong put down the scroll in his hand and stood up to pour tea for Yue Buqun.

Picking up the scroll casually, the three words "The Legend of the West Chamber" came into view, Yue Buqun couldn't help laughing, "If the junior sister is bored, you might as well go and set off fireworks, why do you still read this book, didn't you just read it a few days ago?"

"Well, they are drunk to death, so I won't set off fireworks with them!" Ning Zhong wrinkled his nose, as if he smelled the rich smell of wine.

Pinched the tip of Ning Zhongze's nose, Yue Buqun also felt that it was really boring to sit like this all night, but "The Legend of the West Chamber" was really not his own dish, so he couldn't help but suggest, "Then I'll go and bring the "Zixia Cheats" first, and the two of us will talk until dawn while reading the book!"

"Okay!" Ning Zhong smiled.